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  <subtitle>hm.</subtitle>
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    <title>A Monday</title>
    <published>2005-04-05T01:58:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-05T01:58:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dead silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Drew tried to start a fight with me today for basically no reason...I think the kid needs some mental counseling. I havent been on here in forever and I find that it helps me reflect the day so I'll start back up. I went with Noah and Rebekah to n. wilkesboro today to see his g/f, Kari. It was cool, it was really strange at times because of my current relationship situation, but I got through the day. Im sooo tired because Ive been up late about every night for eight or ten days. I think...Im done</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T23:09:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I dont know why I have this inescapable feeling that Im wasting my life. I always have that thought in the back of my mind. Its always been there kind of stalking me. Thats one reason I try to spend alot of time with my friends. I like having people over for that reason too but I dont do that alot. Besides Kyle and Noah, I dont think Ive had anyone else over to my house. I just dont seem to find too many people I like, haha. But, I keep thinking about how short peoples lives are and if when im seventy and lying on my death bed, if Ill think Ive wasted my life. That would be scarrier than the thought of not existing. To think that your life was wasted, like a paper cup someone wadded up and tossed out the window. That would scare the shit out of me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:6058</id>
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    <title>Christmas Eve Eve</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T22:51:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T22:51:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iced Earth-Ghost of Freedom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello. Why in the hell do people wait until two days until Christmas to buy Christmas presents. Every year the mall lines and every other line for that matter happens to be 14 miles long. I just wonder what people are thinking because alot of times, they look really really extremely pissed off and annoyed to be in line. Are people just that stupid? Does a fourty year old woman not know that the lines are going to be ungodly long two days before christmas? Some people actually have some sense about things like this though. My mom will buy christmas presents in the middle of the summer. Anyway, you guys know how that goes. I dont think anyone else does besides Kyle, but he and I discovered shopping is fun this close to christmas at 9:30. We went to get peoples gifts and just bolted all over the place. I like being in places as crowded as that because I can entertain myself by irratating the shit out of them. I dont know why I like doing that so much. Later</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:5776</id>
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    <title>Just another entry</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T16:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T16:31:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TNT- Deadly METAL!!!!!!!!!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Man, I woke up at five twenty this morning, it was bad. Kyle and I went down to the woods, we were going to find something to kill. There was nothing. I am going with mom to some undisclosed locations later. I dont know where all shes going but she wants me to come along and I might as well so I am. I have been listening to music most of the morning and I keep thinking its sunday. Generally, Sunday is the only day I wake up at moms. Otherwise I'm at a friends or at dads during the week. We discovered last night that there is nothing to do in Morganton after six. The only open places are a few places to eat. People are getting me things for christmas and have to return the favor so Ill probably buy some things today. Something for kyle and some others. Thats about it. Today hasnt been overly exciting...later</content>
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    <title>Oh yeah</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T19:12:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">By the way, today, I watched a little kid during second period and it was hellish. I had alot of fun though. The kid that Justin, Noah and I were assigned to wasnt hard to handle at all so I went over to sit with Jamie. That kid was hilarious. They asked her if she liked the gift they got her and she happily smiled and said "No!", then laughed. She attacked me, stole my hat, and get this, called me a "Big Cock". I thought that would be an interesting something for you people to read.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:5146</id>
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    <title>Wow.</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T19:03:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T19:03:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Johnston Rambler- Pimpin' da PCR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Its been a really long time since Ive been on here. I dont even remember the last time I updated. Ive just been pretty occupied and now, Im not. It amazes me that Kyle is still dating Lillian. I think they've been dating pretty well over a month now. I can tell that shes coming out of her shell finally. I am finally reaching the point where I was before I dated Jessica again. I changed alot over that year and Im completely back to the old me again. I was just used to not saying whatever I was thinking (at least towards girls). That used to get me and trouble and its my nature and Ive noticed now that Ive started again. I am one horny bastard. Sorry you people had to hear that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even celebrate christmas and Im still broke from shopping. People tell me they got me stuff and I feel compelled to return a gift. I bought Emily Fox a bass book because shes getting a bass for christmas. Shes got strange tastes in music like me. While she doesnt go for metal, she does listen to alot of off the wall random bands. She let me hear this stuff called Bela Fleck. Its pretty odd. Its classified as Nu Grass. Another odd band she let me listen to was Aquarium Rescue Unit. They were good. I am going to have to make a cd of all that stuff she told me about. She likes this stuff called Acid Jazz and I haven't heard it yet. From the way she talks about it, it should be pretty awesome. When I go to  moms tomorrow I am going to download it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking once again of gifts, I need to buy Kyle something. He bought me something and we hang out all the time so Id buy him something anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOAH. minors.</content>
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    <title>metalhead1787 @ 2004-11-20T18:19:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T23:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T23:25:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iced Earth-Prophecy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Friday was not really that interesting. I went with the band to Waddell for the football game. We lost. In point of fact, we were slaughtered mercilessly...but thats beside the point. After the game I went with Kyle and we cooked a pizza, ate it, watched the exorcist and went to sleep. TODAY, we went the Habitat for Humanity and got a couch the old Shaggin Waggin. In addition to our sofa bed for the van, we also bought a cappucino/espresso maker for it. Now I just have to get an  AC adapter for the van and find the keys. I have searched for those damned keys for like three days without rest. My mom just came in and told me that my stepdads favorite dog died. He is obsessed with his dogs and he'll probably cry or something. I am expecting it. Anyway, I won the bagpipes. Its a good thing I put a 150 max bid on there because someone tried to snipe me. ...bastard... I checked my auction at about 1 hour left to the end and I was still the top bidder at 135. Wellllllllllllllllllll...............................................................................................................Im  pretty bored.....If you want to talk, give me a ring...(828)238-0402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 I got my hat back. :)</content>
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    <title>metalhead1787 @ 2004-11-18T19:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T00:38:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T00:38:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I havent updated this thing in forever. I just havent been at moms to do it. I have the internet at Dad's too but I hate to use it because its in his bedroom and I dont like conveying any of my personal thoughts to my dad, other than those meant for him. Well, Patricia broke up with because I told her friend, Nichole, to go fuck herself (she stole my hat, pissed me off, etc...). Anyway, that was fun. Today I went to indoor track and Kyle accompanied me there. It about killed both of us. Coach Barnes wasn't there today for practice because she had things to do pertaining to her impending vacation so we had another woman of which I don't remember her name. This woman didn't really want to be at track practice any longer than she had to so she made the workout a little less intense and if it had been worse, I think I wouldn't be here typing this load of shit right now. Anyway, it's awesome. I signed up for shotput. I will probably suck at it but, I don't care. It's not really all that important, it's just something I thought would be fun. Anyway, bye people.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:4419</id>
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    <title>Saturday</title>
    <published>2004-11-06T19:27:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-06T19:27:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nine Inch Nails- - -Closer to God</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Afternoon people. I took the SAT today and it was about a load of shit. I thought it was pretty easy except for the questions I left blank (about ten or so). I hope I did well because if not Im fucked since I have to apply immediately to college and probably wouldnt get a chance to retake it. Im kind of worried about it but there's no use in getting to concerned since you cant do anything about it anyway. I think Im going to call up Cory today and talk to him since I havent in probably three months. Yesterday night me and Noah rode around a while and got some cd's from best buy and hot topic. I bought an Iced Earth cd and noah got the best cd ever... Crimes from the blood brothers. Its awesome. If you see Noah around, call him the sperminator. You wont know why youre saying it, but he will. It'll be interesting and you might get a semi entertaining story about it. Anyway, I guess thats all I had to say.</content>
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    <title>Good Evening.</title>
    <published>2004-11-05T00:24:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-05T00:24:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iced Earth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, this morning my mother backed out of the driveway and whipped the car into a bush, thus causing fourteen hundred dollars of damage. She told me this after she picked me up from school. She was, needless to say, in a pissy mood. She told me to go in the store and get her cheese crackers. Thats what I got. When I came back out and we started going down the road she freaks out because they are cheese on cheese instead of peanut butter on cheese. She says "I FUCKING HATE CHEESE!" and pitches them out the window. Her fury amuses and angers me at the same time. Anyway, I have to take the SAT saturday so I suppose Ill go eat dinner and study. Later.</content>
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    <title>Friday.</title>
    <published>2004-10-30T22:06:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-30T22:06:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blood Bros</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, Friday was pretty awesome. The game got rescheduled so I went with Kyle like usual. Patricia came with us and Ryan too. We didnt find anything to do so Ryan left to meet Quigly and Sarah Bowman. Kyle played on the internet and me and muffins talked and watched tv. Shes great. We left about eleven to take her home because she had to be home at 12. She kissed me goodnight and me and Kyle headed to his house and watched some of Austin Powers and went to sleep. It was a simple evening but better than most.</content>
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    <title>metalhead1787 @ 2004-10-23T15:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-23T19:04:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-23T19:04:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cursive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Out of curiosity and boredom today I watched some show on MTV called Laguna Beach. That was the gayest thing I have EVER seen in my life. I pray to God that Americas future leaders aren't like those people. Are most young people THAT fucking stupid? I sure as hell hope not because that's pathetic. All these people today get really caught up in what someone said or did or some click and the whole set of bullshit is so cliched that it makes me want to throw up every time I hear or see it. Do these people know they're going to be dead in 50-60 years? I doubt it because they dont seem able to see anything except the plate of mellowdramatic bullshit someone sat in their face. People like that remind of cartoons when they tie a dog to a sled and hold a steak in front of its face to get it to pull the sled. Anyway...Im really extremely bored. Ive been here all day at moms and there's nothing on tv, and no ones online. I guess Ill just quit talking now.</content>
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    <title>metalhead1787 @ 2004-10-22T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-23T01:59:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-23T01:59:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iced Earth-Dracula</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today I was going to go with Kyle until the away game. Candice, Ryan Hubler, Patricia Bobrich were with us and it was cool. We rode around a little bit to get kyles band clothes then we went to Village Inn to eat and head to Freedom. We found out the game was cancelled after we ate so I was going to go home with mom and I stayed with Kyle and the crew until she got off work. Kyle and Candice made out pretty much the whole time and I frollicked around with Muffins (nothing perverse about that statement). Had italian for dinner. Thats about it. Boring evening after I left Kyle's.</content>
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    <title>metalhead1787 @ 2004-10-21T18:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-21T22:55:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-21T22:55:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queens of the Stone Age - In The Fade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey guys, I'm just sitting here in semi-darkness relishing the fact that I'm alive so there's nothing I should worry about. Today I painted some more. A few hours, it was alright, not too terrible. I turned the radio on so I had some for of entertainment. I did not realize how much I actually like school. Life would be torture every day without something to do. Oh well, Im at moms now. I smell something good from the kitchen, smells like her country style steak dinner. Its good. My mom is a fairly good cook. Even though I pissed her off by getting in trouble this week, she still bought a pumpkin and cooked me a pie. Yum Yum time biotches. Later</content>
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    <title>First Day of my Suspension</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T13:10:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T13:10:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Saturday Night Fever Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So basically I got suspended two days for telling Pennley to calm down. I hate that woman. I asked Lingle if I would have cussed Pennley out if I would have got the same punishment, she said yes. So then I asked if I could go back and get my money's worth. She told me if I did she'd give me five more days. My dad said some stuff about college and then said I was grounded from two to four weeks. This sucks. Mrs. Pennely runs her class like a fucking concentration camp. I hope she dies in a firey car crash. &lt;br /&gt;    I don tknow whats on me or in my house but something smells good. I had a pumpkin roll for breakfast. Me and Ryan took them out of the band office fridge and drank someones orange juice too. I dumped the garbage can on Kiser's desk but Reid cleaned it off. I also put cream cheese in some of her papers..Mmm. &lt;br /&gt;    Ive been thinking about asking Patricia on a date. I like her but Im not sure if I'll be able to talk to her alot. I guess I'll find out. Im going to get her number from Kyle tonight after he gets home. Im pretty sure he has to work that.  &lt;br /&gt;    I have to paint my whole house today. My aunts supposed to come over and help but if I have to do this I hope I get it all done so I can go to Moms for tomorrows suspension. Cable, Cd's, Music, Guitars, lots of things to do. Dad still hasnt ordered cable here so internet is all I have to do. I'm listening to the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack on my DVD player. Its awesome. The only light in a dark tunnel.</content>
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    <title>Just got home</title>
    <published>2004-10-18T23:41:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-18T23:41:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got home from cross country and the mall. Mom picked me up around fivish and we headed over to Express. I wanted to get this sweater I saw friday but when I got there the damn sale was over and the sweater was gone. I looked at the people working there, asked if the sale was over, they told me it was, then I just screamed "piss" really loud. It was gay. Me and mom left and headed home then grabbed some grub from arbys. MMM. That place is way too high though. A combo was like seven dollars. Its crazy...Anyway, thats it. IM me, Im bored. ap200287</content>
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    <title>the weekend</title>
    <published>2004-10-18T17:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-18T23:36:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend was pretty full. On Friday I went with the band to the away game and then went home with Kyle. We messed around Hickory and went to bed. The next morning, we woke up and we headed to the apple festival. I had to work at the cross country booth until twelve and then Kyle and I walked around with Candice and Patricia. Me and Kyle started shaking this hot dog venders van. It was like one of those bread trucks you always see and the guy came out and started screaming at us "Ey Stupid, Whatta you doin!?" I just looked at him and said "Humping your van.". The guy was pretty pissed so we walked off. Anyway that night we went to the Trail Of Terror with Patricia, Nicole, and Zach Tyner. It was pretty gay. I don't usually get scared by stuff like that but I think Nicole about had a heart attack when this guy whipped out his trusty chain saw. I didn't feel like going home and waking up dad at 10 o'clock. Oh, I almost forgot, me and Kyle nearly killed Brandon. He tried to pass us going down 64/90 and Kyle sped up and Brandon couldnt get around. A car got within about 30 feet of us so Brandon ran Kyle off the road. If Kyle wouldnt have went off into the grass Brandon would be dead at the moment and Me, Kyle, Patricia, and Nicole would be laying in a hospital bed. Good Times, Good Times.  Sunday me and Kyle went to fix up my dads old van. We tried for an hour to get this one seat out and it wouldnt budge. I took the other one out and threw it in the yard. We were going to put a couch in it. We've been talking about doing that for about year now. After we got that one seat out I went to start the van and the battery was dead. We tried to jump it off and I ended up reversing the cables one time and smoke boiled out of the engine...not good. It still works though. We gave up around two and went to my dads to get clothes. We hung out a while at his house then we got showered and dressed and went to Emily Fox's birthday thing at the tap room. I met another nice looking girl there, Kayla. Thats about it.</content>
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    <title>The Usual</title>
    <published>2004-10-15T00:50:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-15T00:50:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gypsy Kings - - - Bombolero</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Forgot my stuff for cross country again today. I thought Mrs. Barnes was going to kill me but she wasn't really mad at all. She laughed about it. I gained a new respect today for language and music teachers. I taught a 45 minute guitar lesson today. I taught this girl three chords and tried for that entire time to get her to be able to switch back and forth from G to C while strumming the guitar. IT MAKES YOU WANT TO PULL YOUR HAIR OUT. Oh My God. I think language teachers have to go through that kind of thing too, but at least they have something to relate another language too. Its like trying to teach someone english when you cant speak their language and they dont know yours. Oh well. Im supposed to mop alot of floors before i go to bed tonight so I have some money to blow tomorrow. I hope to get this awesome pair of sunglasses at hot topic and a Suzuki Method Book to learn some classical guitar since I suck. Well, Im on AIM, talk to me if you want.</content>
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    <title>Shes so mean...</title>
    <published>2004-10-13T17:36:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-13T18:01:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A certain girl has absolutely killed me. She put a knife straight through my heart. I even gave her a compliment the other day and she told me to SHUT UP. Can you believe it. I nearly cried... I was going to conceal her identity so mobs of people angered by the sheer mean-ness of her actions wouldnt maul her, but Ill tell you anyway. Brianne, you make me sad... Why do I even wake up!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I finished this a few minutes ago and then went to read Briannes journal, noah and I were barely mentioned. Once again, let me ask, why do I even wake up!? Im not with the scum on the shoes of a homeless person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---On an unrelated subject---Sitting here in Biotech, having nothing to do, you really have alot of time to sit and think to yourself. I've been thinking the last couple of minutes about the people I hang out with and talk to now, and they basically consist of three people. Kyle, Noah, and Brandon Davidson. If it werent for those guys I really dont know what Id do. Well, I would know what Id do, Id sit around by myself alot is what Id do. I dont know whats going on with me at the moment but I really dont care to talk to anybody. I feel like I want some kind of companion, like a girlfriend or something, but I cant seem to get myself to ask anyone. As much time as Ive spent thinking about it, you'd think Id know why but I dont. I cant decide if its because there's no one out there i've met that I like enough, or if I dont care enough, or if Im just a pussy about it. I mean, the third suggestion is one thats been haunting me. I have somewhat of a reputation as a horny bastard. The thing is, Im not like that to people I actually like. Well, nevermind, I am too. I just tend not to do it that much. It always seems that the girls I really like end up having boyfriends or no interest in people like me. So, thats just too bad I guess. Im not too broken up about it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:1557</id>
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    <title>The usual</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T23:43:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T23:49:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dropkick Murphys : Kiss Me, I'm Shitfaced</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I rode around with Noah today, it was fun. I love raising hell. It's the best. Im confident that if I had had my liscense for the last year and a half, I'd be in prison. They would just lock me up and throw away the key. Cody that works at Village Inn gave me and Noah the senior discount. I love getting undeserved discounts, it's fun. Overall, today, Im just happy to be alive. I feel that today was an adventure.....Noah, no one needs to know half that shit we did today, seriously. -Irish Pride-</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:1326</id>
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    <title>Dammit.</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T02:32:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T02:32:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queens of The Stone Age: Quick and to the Pointless</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi,&lt;br /&gt;   Im really starting to get pissed off. Im impatient and I want a woman. I want some girl that I share interests with to fall out of the damn sky in to my lap and it just wont happen. I dated Jessica so long that I got acustomed to having someone to talk to, to share stuff with, someone to make out with occasionally. This sucks. Im over her completely, I wouldnt go back with her for anything and Im glad that we broke up but I do want someone to actually have a relationship with. I don't want something fun. I want something that has meaning. Im just frustrated. Dammit. Thats all I have to say. Just dammit.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:1137</id>
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    <title>Life in General</title>
    <published>2004-10-02T21:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-02T21:09:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Manson (hes a poser but, some of its good)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am having a weird time here lately with women. I dont know what the hell my deal is. I like a few girls and it just seems that lately I don't have the balls to do anything about it. Seriously, I didn't used to have these kind of problems. People that know me know that I'm kind of horny bastard.. Well, it's easy for me to say and do ballsy stuff when I don't give a shit about what the girl thinks. I guess that's my problem. Yeah, I think that's it. Man, I went with Kyle, TJ, Ryan, and Patricia last night. We always have alot of fun when we go out but sometimes people just piss me off..I'd rather not go into that now but Kyle knows what I mean. I bought this weird paper boy hat from salvation army along with a brown leather vest. I wore them out friday and I looked like some kind of disco freak from the seventies. It was cool. It blew ass that Noah was grounded, his parents are pretty rough on him. Oh well, that's the way life goes these days I guess. Parents want the best for us but they bitch enough to drive me insane. My fucking mom thinks I'm still about 12 years old too. I have to call her at least twice when I go with someone anywhere. Now I have "a specific time to call" in her words. Apparently, If I havent made contact with her by this exact second of the day, my heart will cease to beat. My dad knows how it is. He lets me make my own decisions and I have a greater respect for him because of this. Sometimes I dont think my mom's like this because she thinks Im still a little kid. I think shes like this because Ive told her to her face that I can make any decision that I want and she can't stop me, and that she'll just have to have some faith in me. I mean, damn, Ill be 18 in July. I have to call home every time I go anywhere now, I won't even have to see her for weeks at a time in college. She needs to get a clue. Enough said.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:958</id>
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    <title>Cars and licenses and parents......</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T23:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T23:14:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Deadly silence...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I get my liscense in January and every day I think about how far away that is. Even though it seems far away, it feels like the last two months have flown by, so January the 29th is getting close. My parents tell me they are looking to spend about 5k on a ride for me. In my opinion, thats well enough. My mom doesnt care what kind of car I get but my dad wants me to have a truck in case I need to haul something around (not likely, but they know more than me). Today, I saw the most beautiful site in the world. My dream car. A seventies camaro, new paint job, cherry red with cream stripes over the hood and down the back. Its the car I've always wanted, next to a corvette but thats not gonna happen. My mom now informs me that my dad told her he can't afford to pay anything in december and she cant afford it because she hasnt sold our old house. I know that that damn car is going to be sold in the next two weeks and Ill end up having my parents pay five thousand dollars for some ugly nineties model piece of shit that Ill hate. Fate seems to get the best of me and when I know my fate, it just pisses me off even more. My fucking day is ruined.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:562</id>
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    <title>Hm, another evening shot to death with the pistols of boredom.</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T01:44:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T01:44:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello, I just got done watching Underworld. I have to say, the movie kicked ass. I love it when hot vampire chicks fuck people up. It's sensuous in an odd way. Everyone loves a hot vampire. Today, I had an epiphany. I signed up for this account yesterday for pretty much no reason, and I'm writing an entry and I dont know why. Writing about stuff like this has never really been my thing..I think I'm just bored. Thats how it goes though. I don't really lead an exciting life anyway. I'm looking forward to going with Lillian and Kyle tomorrow before the game. It should be fun, I have no clue what we're going to do though. Since Lillian's so quite, there'll most likely be an uncountable number of awkward silences..dammit... and plenty of smart ass remarks between me and Kyle for entertainment. Well, Im done. I wish I had a hot vampire chick here now.......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:metalhead1787:507</id>
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    <title>Piss On You</title>
    <published>2004-09-23T17:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-23T17:56:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dont know who all is reading this right now, but I probably hate you. The end.</content>
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